Before the Wisconsin and Nebraska primaries, admirers of Tom Dewey sarcastically accused Harold Stassen of campaigning like a county sheriff. Now, before Oregon's May 21 primary, Tom Dewey was running like an alderman who wanted to meet all of Oregon's 630,000 voters personally.
He hustled down the rainswept Willamette Valley, over to the Pacific Coast and back to the central Oregon lumber countrypumping hands, signing autographs, ripping off ten speeches a day. He peered at cows in Corvallis, at logging operations along the Umpqua River. He accepted a salmon at Oregon City, signed...